"People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets. You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them."
"What do you think they're going to do to us when they find us guilty?"she says after a few minutes of silence have passed."Honestly?""Does now seem like the time for honesty?"I look at her from the corner of my eye. "I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap."
"No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens."
"Because inside me is a beast that snarls, and growls, and strains toward freedom.. and as hard as I try, I cannot kill it."
"Sleep,” he says. “I'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.” “With what?” “My bare hands, obviously."
"Be careful, though.""Aren't I always?""No, I think the word for how you usually are is 'reckless."